#they went “nothing serious yknow?“

[aberooski]

It's astounding how one thing can ruin your entire day and destroy your entire emotional state.

[krenia]

Paying my brains pretty girl tax once more with more Marie art

She's my comfort oc at this point huh,,

[clvric]

old concept art for eavari’s new look along with a eav/draxon sketch i didn’t get to finish

[jules-loves-lukecastellan]

i have a request for luke taking care of you on your period 💗 thank youuuu :)

| luke castellan x fem! aphrodite! reader

౨ৎ warnings ౨ৎ: periods (??)

౨ৎ summary ౨ৎ: you’re on your period and luke takes care of you. (ik i said aphrodite reader but that doesn’t play into the plot at all so feel free to change it <3)

“I never knew you could be this scary…”

you were dying. a million knives stabbed into your body as you cried out for help. that’s what your period felt like to you. cramps made you want to end it all. you were laying in your bed, not DARING to move because even if you moved a muscle, your whole body would ache like someone stabbing you with a sword over and over again.

“what would happen if i just ended my life?” you thought to yourself. “these cramps would sure go away.” as you were talking to your inner-self about k*ll*ng yourself, you saw luke, your wonderful, amazing boyfriend lay down beside you.

“hey princess. what’s got you so tense?” luke asked, about to hug you. “get. your. fucking hands. away from me.” you said in a very serious tone while making a very serious face. luke instantly retracted his hands and his expression changed from happy to worried. “what happened angel? are you sick? did i do something wrong?”

then, all of the sudden, you started bawling you eyes out while barely getting out, “n-no i’m on my st-stu-stupid period and you didn’t h-hu-hug meeeeeeee!!!” you cry with big tears streaming down your face and off your chin.

luke registers what’s happening and automatically scoops you into his strong arms, kissing your tears away. “hey hey hey. it’s ok. i’m sorry. i love you so much sunshine. i’m sorry i didn’t hug you.” he says in a very empathetic tone. you continue to cry and he continues to whisper sweet nothings into your ear until you stop crying.

you sniff and shakily say, “sorry babe. i’m just hurting and i hate life.” “no no it’s okay. i don’t blame you at all. it’s not your fault you deal with these cramps!” he says hugging you and kissing your neck. just then, he had an idea. “i’ll be right back angel. i’m not leaving i just forgot something in my cabin ok?” he asked, making sure it. was ok to leave you. “ok..” you say a little suspiciously.

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as luke is walking out of your cabin, he think who to go to about this stuff. then it hits him like an arrow hitting the bullseye. clarisse and annabeth. first he goes to the athena cabin to see annabeth. he knocks on the door and coincidentally, annabeth answers. “oh hey luke. what do i owe the pleasure of?” she asks curiously.

“hey annie. i was wondering if you had any of those uh.. things you stick in to stop from bleeding? i think they’re called tampons?” he asks while whispering the word “tampons”. annabeth rolls her eyes at his slight immaturity and shut the door in his face.

just as luke is about to walk away, the doors opens again and annabeth stands there with all kinds of tampons. “before i give these to you, who are these for exactly?” she asks, cocking a brow. “oh. they’re for y/n. she’s on her period and im making her a bay basket.” (i mean bay basket cuz like its summer and bay yknow? i thought it was clever lol).

“oh wow. that sucks for her. tell her i say feel better .” annabeth says before smiling and shutting the door. next, luke went to clarisse. he was just about to walk towards her cabin when he found her irritating a kid. “hey clarisse that’s not nice. knock it off” luke says, giving the kid a chance to run away. “whatever luke. what do you want?” clarisse asks as she starts walking back to her cabin.

“well y/n’s on her period and i’m making her a bay basket. i was wondering if you could help me get some stuff she might like since you’re her best friend.” luke says, fidgeting with his hands. as soon as luke says “y/n” clarisse’s mood instantly changes to happy and she energetically exclaims, “of course i’ll help you! i love y/n.”

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luke is walking back to the aphrodite cabin with a basket filled with a pink fluffy blanket, a whole bunch of chocolate, tampons, a squishmallow (don’t ask how he got all these “human” things from camp half blood lol), fake pink roses (so they never die), a candle, and some extra goodies like his hoodie and matching pajama pants with him.

he knocks on the door and you open it, looking angry at who disturbed you. but your expression softened instantly when you saw it was luke. you pulled him inside as he presented the bay basket. “surprise! you should not be going through this much pain on your period so i hope i could make it a little better.” he said while smiling from ear to ear.

you look at the basket and then at luke as you take it and set it down. you walk over to luke and throw your arms around him, jumping and wrapping your legs around his waist. “thank you thank you thank you!” you says while crying because of how happy you are.

the rest of the day/week is filled with luke, luke, and more luke until you’re finally done with pain (for now hehe).

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౨ৎ a/n ౨ৎ- i hope that i fulfilled ur request lol <3 i had sm fun writing this!! feel free to request any more u want!🫶🏻🫶🏻

-jules🎀

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[chestersturniolo]

“Fine!”

Chris Sturniolo x collegestudent!reader

based on this request (warning; mentions of eating/sleeping habits)

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The coffee table is a disaster—papers scattered everywhere, books piled high in random heaps. You’re sitting cross-legged on the floor, hunched over your notes. Your back aching from hours in the same position as you try to cram more information into your exhausted brain. The exam is looming, and despite how tired you feel, there’s no time to stop.

You barely register the sound of Chris’s footsteps as he walks into the room. His voice is gentle as he crouches down beside you.

“Hey, babe-“ he says, placing a kiss on your cheek. “-Is there anything I can do to help?”

Without looking up from your textbook, you shake your head. “No, I’m fine” you mumble, eyes glued to the page. You flip to the next section with more force than necessary, frustrated by how little you feel is sticking.

Chris watches you for a moment, concerned. He tries again. “You sure? You’ve been at this for hours,,maybe you should take a break. I can get you something to eat, or we could—”

“Chris!” you snap, cutting him off

“I said I’m fine” The words come out harsher than you meant, but you can’t help it. You’re overwhelmed, and his hovering is only adding to your stress. You let out a sharp sigh “Yknow what, maybe I’ll be able to focus better someplace else, without you hounding me”

You don’t even look at him as you start packing up your stuff, shoving papers and notebooks into your bag with irritated movement.

Chris stares at you, hurt flickering across his face. “That’s not fair y/n-“ he says , taken aback. “-I’m not hounding you. I’m just trying to help”

You keep your head down, not meeting his eyes as you zip up your bag. You can hear the frustration building in his voice

“-I’ve been watching you study yourself into the ground for days. I don’t even remember the last time you ate or slept properly-“ he says, letting out a sigh. “-all I’ve been trying to do is help, but if you don’t want me to, fine”

You stand up, slinging your bag over your shoulder. “Fine!” you spit, brushing past him toward the door.

He steps aside as you leave, his voice softer this time, tinged with disappointment. “Fine”

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Days passed without a word from Chris. You were too consumed by your studying to dwell on the argument, burying yourself in books and notes until your mind feels numb. The exam day finally came, and when you walked out of the hall, there was a weight lifted off your shoulders. It went well, better than you expected.

But now, the following day, nothing is left to distract you. as your curled up on your couch, the argument with Chris floods back into your mind. It’s like a fog lifting, and you realize how badly you handled things. The stress, the pressure—it made you lash out, and now you regret it. You hated how quiet the space was around you, usually filled with Chris’ voice saying something either flirty, outrageous or hilarious.

Just as you’re lost in thought, there’s a knock at the door. You groan, dragging yourself off of the couch making your way to the door.

As you open it, your heart skips a beat. Chris is standing there, a mix of emotions on his face, holding a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers.

“Chris…” you whisper, placing a hand on your chest, overwhelmed by the gesture but also the regret bubbling up inside you.

He smiles softly, almost testing the waters.

“Hey, ma… I uh- heard your exam went really well” he says, holding out the flowers toward you.

You hesitate for a second before reaching out to take them, your fingers grazing the petals as you admire them. A small smile plays on your lips as you look at the flowers, then back up at him. “Nick told you, didn’t he?” you say with a small smile and playful roll of your eyes. Chris chuckles, nodding. “Yeah, he did”

His smile fades a little as he glances down, then back up at you, his expression turning serious. “I’m really proud of you, y’know-” he says quietly. “-and… I’m sorry. About everything. I just wanted to be there for you, and I guess I should’ve given you more space”

You shake your head quickly, guilt tugging at your heart. “No Chris, it’s not your fault. I shouldn’t have pushed you away. I was so stressed, and I took it out on you…I’m sorry”

He steps closer, his eyes softening as he reaches out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “I get it. It’s been a rough time for you-“ He sighs, shaking his head slightly. “-I just hated seeing you so stressed. I just wanted to make it better”

You smile up at him, the tension between you melting away. “You always do” you whisper

He comes forward and pulls you into his chest. His familiar scent seeps into you, and for the first time in days, you feel at peace. After a moment, you pull back slightly, looking up at him with a soft smile

“Come inside?”

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a/n; thankyou for the request anon!! lyly

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[ellabehavior]

By your side ~ Rafe Cameron ❀

Summary: Your ‘Friends’ are fake jealous bitches, but Rafe will always be there for you when you need it most.

Pairing: Soft Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader

Warnings: bullying, mentions of weight, cheating.

A/N: Requests are open! Also kindve hate this but wtv

angst to soft!

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Rafe wraps his arms around you from behind as he observes you finish applying your makeup for the girls' night out you and your friends had planned. First you guys were going to go shopping, and then to the bar.

“Promise me you’ll be safe” Rafe says as he leans his head on your shoulder and breathes your scent in.

“Rafe, why do you always do this everytime I try to hang out with them?” you asked with a roll of your eyes.

“Baby you know I don’t like them, they constantly are always saying snarky things and trying to make you look bad” He states while squeezing you tighter in his arms.

You think for a second and then say, “I think you’re reading too much into it, these girls have been my friends for over a year it’s nothing like that.”

“Just be safe okay?” he whispers.

“Yes Rafey, i’ll be home around 11:30.” You say back after wiggling out of his arms, and putting on your shoes.

You slightly laugh as you remember Rafes ridiculous comments. These have been your best-friends since last year, yeah sometimes they make jokes but it’s never serious.

“Hey girl!” Your friend Kenzie says as you hop in the passenger seat.

“Heyy!” you say with smile

The rest of the 3 girls in the back seem to ignore your presence but you just assume they aren’t in a talking mood.

Later, you all wind up at the fitting rooms after arriving at the mall and are all trying on various items that you all like. You try on this pretty blue summer dress and walk out to show all your friends, “What do ya guys think!” you say with a bright smile

“It makes you look fat” one of them says.

“Yeah it’s just not suiting for your … body yknow what I mean?” another goes on while they all laugh.

You start to look down, not trying to risk trying showing your true feelings while one of them says, “Don’t be such a baby, it’s just a joke”.

And with that you look up, and pretend to laugh.

Afterwards, when you guys are done trying things on, (you never tried anything else on after what happened) You guys went to get smoothies from Tropical smoothie.

“I might break up with my boyfriend I think he’s cheating on me” one of the girls says breaking the silence.

“Girl don’t even act like you don’t be cheating on him too” another said back to her as they both laughed.

“Imagine I broke up with Rafe, I wouldn’t know what to do” You laugh while trying to be included in their conversation.

“We would stop being friends with you, we are only friends with you because he is the most popular boy on the island” Kenzie says as the rest of them laugh.

They see you get quiet and Kenzie says, “Its just a joke are you going to cry the whole time here?” with a roll of her eyes.

“No it’s cool.” you whisper.

After a few more hours at the mall you guys arrive at the bar together, you immediately walk-in and down atleast 3 cups of alcohol to get the prior events out of your head. When the alcohol starts to hit you begin to dance around not giving a care in the world.

You danced for what felt like days, and finally you felt like you were ready to go home. You searched for Kenzie and the girls but you couldn’t find them.

“Excuse me?” You said to a random man that you believed Kenzie was talking to earlier, “Have you seen Kenz?”

“Yea, her and a bunch of girls left about an hour ago, they’re not here no more” he said with a puzzled look.

Fuck. You felt like your whole world was spinning around, they ditched you. You reached for your purse ready to call your boyfriend to pick you up but then you remembered you gave it to Kenzie to hold onto.

Those bitches ditched you and took your phone and purse.

“Can I please use your phone to call someone?” You requested with a puppy dog look.

“Yea.. Sure” The man said as he handed you his phone.

You shakily typed in Rafes phone number and put the phone up to your ear as it rang.

“Hello?” you hear a man say on the other side of the screen.

“Rafey. Please come pick me up. You were right, they left me here and took my phone!” you voice, holding back tears.

“I’ll be right there okay? wait for me.” He utters as you can hear the sound of keys move and a door shut.

And with that, you hang up, give the phone back the kind man and sit on the porch waiting for your boyfriend.

You should’ve listened, Rafe is always right about these kinds of things. Those girls have never done anything but make you feel bad about yourself. Anytime Rafe would be with you while you’re hanging out with them they always made you look dumb in front of him. All the puzzle pieces are finally coming together.

While being lost in your mind you feel a tap on your shoulder. “It’s okay baby, i’m here let’s go home” you hear him say.

“Rafe!” you almost scream, bursting out in tears.

“Shhhh. It’s okay, let’s go” he speaks as he picks you up and carries you into the passenger seat.

The whole car ride was silent, the air filled with your tiny sobs and his hand on your thigh soothing you.

When you arrived home, Rafe carried you in and gently sat you on the bed.

“We don’t have to talk about it today, okay? Whenever you feel ready we can.” He says while taking off your shoes and finding a shirt for you to change into.

“Okay. Don’t want to, just want to sleep.”

“That’s fine, i’ll be by your side the whole night.” He helps you take off your dress and puts his shirt over you to sleep in.

“I love you Rafe Cameron. I hope never loose you.” you say, half asleep.

Rafe lays down and pulls you into him with his head on your shoulder.

“You never ever will. I love you too.”

You fell asleep after that, but all Rafe was thinking about how he was going to get revenge for you, and he knew just who to call.

Topper, Kenzies boyfriend.

[todoroklee]

Just laugh dammit!

Ler!bakugo and lee!todoroki

Summary: todoroki never laughs or even smiles and bakugo what's to know why, and try to make him laugh himself.

SFW, NSFW DNI

It was a normal day in the UA dorms, izuku and iida watching TV in the common room, some of the girls were at the pool and todoroki was sat in his room doing homework.

It wasn't until later when things started to take a turn for todoroki, at around 7pm he went down to the common room to join deku and iida watching TV. They were watching some comedy show and laughing there asses off, he sat down next to them and just watched.

"How do you guys find this funny?" He questioned genuinely.

"Uhum I dohont know I juhust doho?" Deku answered, still goggling.

Todoroki shrugged and continued watching, as iida and izuku continued laughing like maniacs bakugo walked out of his room to see what all the commotion was.

"What the hell are speedy and the nerd laughing about?!"

"Just some show, find out for yourself"

"Don't gotta be so rude iceyhot!" Bakugo groaned, but he did take a look at what they were watching and if he was being honest it was hilarious. A few of the moments got him giggling and that says something, but why wasn't iceyhot laughing or even smiling?

Before he could ask, todoroki was gone. Bakugo assumed he was in his dorm so he made his way over there.

Todoroki heard a bang on the door, as he got up to grab it the door had been booted open. He sighed.

"Bakugo."

"Icyhot"

"What do you want?"

"Just a question" he said with a smirk.

"What?"

"Why weren't you laughing or even smiling at the show tenya and the nerd were watching in there?"

"It just wasn't funny," he shrugged as if it was nothing, but bakugo wasn't done.

"Why don't you laugh, or even smile- yknow I've never seen you smile!"

"Mabye you don't deserve to, also did you just interrupt yo-"

"What do you mean I don't deserve t-"

"Don't interrupt me-"

"Like hell I'll listen to you!"

"Just shut up"

"What did you say?"

"You heard me"

'Oh, he is in for it now,' bakugo thought to himself as he charged towards the half n half gentleman. Todoroki landed on the bed with bakugo straddling his thighs.

"Dude, what the hell?!"

"Oh shut up" bakugo growled back as he tried to hit todoroki but he instead managed to brush his hand against the hot and cold heros side exerting a squeak from the older.

"No fucking way"

"Baku-"

"THE TODOROKI IS TICKLISH?!"

"Bakug-"

"HA HA, This is CRAZY!"

"Bakugo!"

"What?!"

"Don't say a wo-"

"What you gonna do? Your at my mercy"

"What are you gonna do hm ?"

"Simple, this!" With that bakugo started digging roughly into todorokis sides, causing the older to somewhat lurch forward.

He shoved a hand over his mouth as he tried to fight back bakugo but he was weaker due to the tickles.

"Bak- bakugo!"

"Yeah icyhot!?" He wiggled his fingers into todoroki's tummy hoping to mabye get him weak enough to pin his hands.

The hot n cold hero squeaked as he pushed himself backwards to try to get away from the tickly fingers of his explosive friend, this just gave bakugo the perfect opportunity to jump into action.

Bakugo grabbed one of his hands and kept it above his head whilst keeping up with the lighter tickles on his belly.

"Cmon icy-spicy show me that smile!"

Bakugo used his free hand to pull at shoto's arm but it wouldn't budge from his mouth.

"Cmon you icyhot bastard!" He wasn't doing much damage to his strength as he was clearly shown so he thought of the next logical option!

Bakugo dug three fingers into the hot n cold boys hollows, vibrating his fingers as he did so causing shoto to push his arms down to his sides showing off his smile.

Bakugo took one look and was caught, wow. He quickly was pulled out of this little moment when he heard a giggle slip from none other than shoto himself.

"No way! I didn't think such a serious guy could ever giggle! Awh that's adorable" bakugo teased relentlessly as he watched shoto try to hide his face.

"Nuh uh uh~" he fluttered his fingers against the now open side of his neck, causing todoroki to straighten his head.

"Stohop bahakugoho!-"

"Hmm I don't think so, your too adorable like this!"

"I'm nohot adohorable!"

"Oh yes you are~"

He wiggled his fingers against the hot n cold heroes tummy, "cmon icyhot, give me a laugh!"

Todoroki squealed, sucking his stomach in once again.

"Bahakuhogo! Stohop ihit"

"Oh no, I can't stop now!"

He began spidering his fingers all over the half n half heroes tummy, digging in and vibrating his fingers above his navel.

"ShiHIHIT BAHAUGOHO!"

"Oh? Swearing now? Watch your language icyhot~"

"STOHOP THIHIS!"

"So you don't like spiders huh, well what about raspberries?"

Bakugo smirked as he saw todorokis eyes widened, he stopped the tickles for a minute.

"Wahait bahakuho- plehease"

"Please...tickle you more?"

As he said that he began rolling up shoto's t-shirt, running his fingers over the bare skin.

"Noho bahakugoho!"

"Wow, your very ticklish icyhot~ is it something to do with your quirk or are you just that cute and sensitive all by yourself?"

"Shuhut uhup!"

"What, don't you like the word tickle? Well your gonna hate this then"

As he said that he shot his face down to plant raspberries all along the icyhot heroes tummy.

"Does this tickle shoto?"

He mumbled, sending tickly vibrations more throughout his stomach.

"SHUHUT UHUP BAHAKUGOHO!" He pushed bakugos head lightly as he threw his head back with loud, squeaky cackles.

"Your laugh is adorable icyhot, mabye I should do this more often?" He said teasingly, smirking as he lifted his head. Dipping a finger into shotos belly button and wiggling a finger.

"ShiHIHIT STOHOP!"

"But your so adorable~"

He put his mouth towards shoto's ear, "tktktktk~ does it tickle shoto, huh?"

"STOHOP TEHEASING, IHI CAHANT!"

After a few more seconds he stopped, getting off the half n half hero and sitting back on his bed.

Todoroki curled in on himself and was left in a pile of giggles, bakugo awwed internally as he looked towards shoto with a smile.

Shoto took a deep breathe and sat up next to bakugo.

"Thank you for that..." He said softly

"Don't get used to it icyhot," he said trying to sound angry as usual but failing, "Your welcome." He muttered under his breathe.

"But you know bakugo, I'm quite a big fan of revenge..." he turned towards bakugo with a devious smirk.

"Wait icyhot, you don't need to-" But he was cut off as shoto began clawing at his ribs.

"ShIHIHIT ICYHOHOT!"

Todoroki smiled, mabye smiling wasn't such a bad thing after all...

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AU: I haven't written in ages so apologies if it's bad, :)

[cultofdixon]

At least there’s no bears

Daryl Dixon • They/Them Pronouns • Usually Daryl can see where the traps lay…but then you got caught • ANGST/SFW • TW: Injuries / Blood Loss / Anxiety

Requested by: Anon

Daryl slowly sat up in his bed knowing he has the hunt today and that his partner will be joining him. Which meant he had to get ready and then drag their ass out of bed so they could get ready.

Once they both were ready, Y/N stretched their back out waiting for the archer who was currently informing the early bird Rick on their whereabouts for the morning.

“Hey, eat” Daryl startles them out of their thoughts as they tiredly take the protein bar handed to them and started to dig in while they walk to the gates.

It was a cold and nice morning for the two to go on foot for the entirety of the hunt. Even if Y/N does miss his bike to at least go a bit further out.

“You still waking up?”

“Meh.” They shrug adjusting the rifle on their back as they held onto the strap while looking around. “Why do we have to hunt early? Like. It’s what 5AM?”

“Have a watch to confirm that?” Daryl laughs a bit only to be hit with a pebble in the back of the head. As he quickly whips back, Y/N pretended like nothing happened only for him to playfully glare. “I’d be careful of any left behind traps. Don’t think there’s anything as serious as a bear trap but better to be aware”

“Why do people hunt bears? Some of them may be stupid, then others just want to steal your picnic baskets”

Daryl stopped once more only for Y/N to run right into him from not paying attention. He gave them a confused look.

“For someone who had a brother with only a few working brain cells. He didn’t watch cartoons? YOU didn’t watch cartoons?”

“Yogi bear”

“SEE YOU DID”

“Merle only watched cartoons or fights”

“Sounds very Merle coded” Y/N laughs a bit as they branched off a bit into a different direction to check out a bush with fruit on it.

The archer kept an eye on them for the most part, not like they would need the extra set of eyes since their first response in danger is to fight or find the closest hiding spot. They were also one of those adventure types from the old world and would almost always be outside so he knew that they knew about certain signs of danger and especially what’s poisonous or not.

“Those berries good?”

“Nah. But it could be good bait for small critters that can have it” Y/N plucked a handful as the two quickly turned to the sudden scurry that was too quick for a walker and Daryl went to follow.

When the tracks came up empty, Daryl was hit in the head again and turned to Y/N who had just caught up to him.

“What?”

“Did yea hit me with a berry?”

“No but thanks for the idea” Y/N laughs kneeling down to grab the acorn that fell, also grabbing the few acorn caps off the ground. “You ever wear these on your finger tips? As a kid?”

“And pretend your fingers were friends or some shit”

“That’s incredibly sad. If only I lived near the forest in Georgia then we would’ve been friends. Always find me in the trees”

“City kid?”

“Yeah but my sister always took me to the park to get outside and yknow, also not to hear bickering soon-to-be divorced parents” They laugh a bit as they took one of Daryl’s hands to put an acorn cap on one of his fingers before finding another bush in their peripheral to go investigate.

Daryl looks at the little acorn cap they put on his finger and thought it was cute of them, but before a smile could even grace his features. Fear shot right through him.

“son of a—-FUCK!” Y/N yells as their voice echoed through the forest followed by the thud of their body hitting the ground. They looked down to find the bear trap latched onto their left ankle. “Fuck fuck FUCK” they were too afraid to move and once Daryl finally came over.

The color in his face drained as he knelt down to assess what happened.

“You should’ve watched where you were going”

“Seriously?!” Y/N snaps at him for stating an annoying yet obvious response. Only for the sudden jerk to worsen the pain as they couldn’t look at their blood drain from their body or they might pass out. “Oh god”

“Jesus fuckin’ christ—-We gotta get this shit off yea without taking the foot”

“Oh”

“Oh?!” Daryl stops messing with it to lock eyes with Y/N a moment as neither exchanged a word. “What the fuck is happening right now?! Did I hurt yea further or—-“

“SOMEONE HAS TO BE THE CALM ONE”

“DEFINITELY DOESNT GOTTE BE YOU”

“SHUT YOUR MOUTH BEFORE THE WALKERS HEAR YOUR YELLING” Y/N snaps only for Daryl to cover their mouth waiting for the snap of twigs he heard to just be a critter and not what they had said a few seconds ago.

“I wish yea didn’t adapt your feelings to the situation when you’re the goddamn one that’s injured.”

“Freaking out to my full potential will only make me sob and the pain a whole lot worse” Y/N squeezed their eyes shut to fight back the tears as it was starting to get way worse. They carefully took their belt off even if it meant shifting, a wince, and Daryl flinching to the pain response. “Tourniquet”

“Smart. Very smart” Daryl takes the belt from them and got started applying such above their ankle before assessing what he should do next.

A lot of blood.

A lot of fucking blood.

It’s a 2hr window before they might lose it even with a tourniquet.

Y/N watches as Daryl thinks too loud in front of them. They were worrying about him even if they are the one bleeding less now. They clear their throat to get his attention as his expression instantly went to stress and worry thinking something worse was happening.

“Take the bear trap off, wrap the wound in your bandana, then carry me home so Denise can patch me up” their voice was shaky after silently crying a bit to themselves. Daryl did exactly what they said, a bit confused why they were so clear minded about it.

Next thing they knew, Daryl was carrying Y/N on his back all the way back to Alexandria.

“This shouldn’t have happened…”

“D, come on…”

“I knew this area had fuckin’ traps last time I was out. Should’ve taken them out before dragging you out here”

“You didn’t drag me out here” Y/N frowns. “And you would’ve gotten yourself caught in a bear trap. It just happens by accident”

“You shouldn’t have come…”

“I wanted to. You asked and I said yes…even if you didn’t I would’ve come out to find you if you’re didn’t leave a note like you usually do” They rest their head on his shoulder trying not to let the blood loss beat them with the exhaustion. “Shits unpredictable sometimes…”

“You’re too optimistic sometimes” Daryl sighs, listening to them hum in agreement as he felt their body shift against him. Making his anxiety pick up the pace to get to Alexandria.

It’s been a few hours and Y/N woke up exhausted but at least patched up and in the infirmary. They noticed they were alone but at least there was crutches to help them get around.

As they managed to get up and out of the building, Daryl was starting to head back to them carrying something when he noticed them on the crutches.

“You’re supposed to stay in the fuckin’ bed”

“Don’t tell me what to do” Y/N scoffs. “I wanna be in my bed. With you. Thank you very much” they were about to move past him when Daryl took their crutches leaving them still in a flamingo pose. “Daryl. Don’t be a dick”

“Let me set shit down inside and I’m carrying yea to bed. And ain’t taking no for an answer”

“Then can you hurry up? You or Denise or whoever took my jacket and I’m cold” Y/N frowns waiting for Daryl, watching him go inside the house leaving them out there longer than they had wanted.

But Daryl came back out in a little bit of a sprint with one of his sweaters, helping them get it on before picking them up bridal style and going toward the house.

“You gonna be nurse back to health?”

“Ain’t leavin’ yea that’s for sure”

“You’re sweet”

“You’d fall down the stairs if I left yea alone”

“I think I’m gonna take back calling you sweet” Y/N laughs resting their head on his shoulder as he pushes every door he had to open with his foot. Eventually getting to their room and setting them on the bed.

The archer carefully propped up their ankle using his pillow and covered them with his blanket. Y/N got comfortable watching Daryl move around the room moving a few things but then he left to grab something.

When he came back a moment later, Y/N had fallen asleep given their body was still wiped out and the drugs Denise gave them still floated around. Daryl set the glass of water on their nightstand along with fresh bandages for when they wake up so he could put new ones on. In the mean time, he moved to his side of the bed taking his boots off before bringing his whole self beside them.

Y/N opened their eyes a sec to see him beside them as they carefully moved their self close enough to bring their head on his shoulder. Daryl rests his head on top of theirs taking the time to finally relax.

“At least there wasn’t any bears”

“Shut up and go to sleep”

[buckysgrace]

Helloo♡ Yknow I'm all about the fluff! So! How about Billy learning to comfort the reader after a bad day, maybe? Obviously, he's not good at it, but he tries his best and even makes them laugh!♡ maybe even gets a little horny but nothing really happens. Just a sweet distraction ♡

hiiiiii baby <3 Thank you for dropping in!! I hope you enjoy!!

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked for the umpteenth time, apparently determined to get you to say something. Usually he didn't try and pester, preferring to let you handle things on your own. That didn't seem to be the case for tonight.

"Not particularly," You mumbled, watching the way he took another long drag from the cigarette. You'd passed it back a few times now, needing something to release the tight tension in your joints, "Everything that could've gone wrong, went wrong."

"I'm sure it wasn't that bad." He shook his head as he stomped the rest of the cigarette out into the ashtray. You grumbled as you recounted the day once again, wanting to bury yourself into the couch and disappear.

"It was pretty bad." You whined as you covered your hands over your face, feeling like you'd recount the events of today instead of sleeping. You felt the couch shift as Billy moved around, disturbing you from your pouting.

"C'mere." He grumbled as he sat up, towering over you for a moment before he pulled you up with him, "Turn around." He demanded as he patted the side of your thigh. You watched him for a moment but decided that he was far too serious to argue with as you did as he asked.

"What are you doing?" You asked him curiously, an eyebrow raised as he settled himself behind you. You could feel his warmth from behind you as he hummed softly.

"Helping since you won't talk," He grumbled as he moved his callused hands to your shoulders, beginning to roll his thumbs into your tense muscles. You winced for a moment, his grip a little too tight until he realized that and relaxed, "You're tight."

"Am I?" You teased, your lips curling into a grin at the way your stress slowly began to melt away. He snorted from behind you, probably shaking his head as he continued to bury his fingers into your taut shoulders.

"Very funny," He spoke dryly as a soft sigh fell from lips, "You shouldn't let people bother you. You're too good for that." He hummed as he leaned forward, twisting around to kiss your cheek.

"How can they bother me when I have such a sweet boyfriend?" You asked him gently, enjoying how soft his eyes looked, "I really appreciate you." You added again, feeling a little triumphant at the way his cheeks turned pink.

"Mhm," He grumbled as he dropped his hands from your shoulders, "You're welcome." He smirked, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips.

[34saveme34]

so I saw someone else mention it

and like

another person saying this thing, something kind of unrelated to it

since these were 2 different posts

and like, now, queerbaiting, right?

I hope you know how to use the word. A lot of people don't so I'm not gonna be mad

the keyword in there is bait, and subtext does not equal bait

bait is outright stating something queer would happen but then it doesn't or it's so minor that like- who would even advertise for a 2 second in the background kiss scene between 2 women HAhhah

so like. I saw someone say SMG34 at this point is queerbait

which I think, when you clearly say it jokingly, is fine

they've done a lot of silly stuff with them that makes you wonder how they're not together

but that doesn't mean it's queerbaiting

it would be queerbaiting if one of the crew or smg4official went on twitter and tweeted "you might see 2 certain men kiss tonight!" and then it would be 2 random men who never appear ever again

now with that aside, I think we can call the true love's kiss queerbaiting. at least halfly. what the fuck was up with that

Mr Puzzles, why would you bait us like that? Can't Mr Puzzles would be a queerbaiter

because it WAS bait

the bait promised us something and then it didn't deliver on it

or you can cheekily say it was with the frogs in the competition but that's just even more reinforcing the idea that it's queerbaiting because you justify it with something stupid

anyways, even when I call it queerbait it's like, half jokingly, I'm only still a lil mad about it but it's nothing serious, we know it's not out of homophobia because like I'm pretty sure 3 just canonically is into men so it's not like it's coming from a space of bigotry

but I still do think it's either coming from an odd choice from the production, maybe from Luke or with the writers

where they keep delaying them or don't even want to make them canon for whatever reason, even if it would totally make sense. Or, optionally, they just make it soft canon where there's like a ton of in the background references for them being MAYBE involved

then one day we just randly see 4 with an engagement ring on as we're supposed to just accept that, just like that

that reminds me, for my essay, I think I have an idea on where 3 truly fell for 4 because I think he went through some phases when it comes to that

because here I mean romantically

and they don't. need to be romantically involved for snowtrapped yknow

or anything else up until then maybe? maybe

I'll need to look it over when I can. I like to make sure I'm right

yeah this essay will take forever to come out. sorry

[mjrtaurus]

It hadn’t been his idea.

Even if they subdued a man like Garp now, there were no guarantees he’d stay that way.

So while Kuzan had been nursing his wounds from the fight with his former mentor, his fellow captains had found that guarantee.

He heard her before he saw her, her voice cursing out as his captain laughed echoed down the halls.

He wanted nothing more than to avoid her but since anyone that went into her cell came back with black eyes and busted fingers, he had nominated to deliver her dinner and do a little intimidation. Show her what happens when you mess with a Yonko's crew.

She was staring at him through the small bar window as he fumbled the keys, unblinking and unwavering. Despite being in an underground holding room held as a bargaining chip to pirates, she sat perfectly straight and was the picture of calm.

Too calm.

He activated his devil fruit, just to lower the temperature enough..

Yup, she’s breathing.

And still staring. Has she blinked this entire time?

He slipped what he hoped was an easy grin on his face. “You didn’t have to bang-up our recruits like that.”

He was met with silence.

“We’ve got plenty of em sure but it’s moral damaging if they can get their asses handed to them by someone at death's door.”

She remained silent.

“Or was should I say was at death’s door! Look at you, alive and well! All those years I spent at an empty coffin, I shoulda just headed to the land of the Giants! Boy, you Monkey D's sure do love leaving for no reason!”

Well that one certainly got a reaction. She sat up straighter somehow and looked sick.

Serves her right anyhow, she never told him about not actually being dead. Did Garp know? Did Dragon? Did the kid? Had they all been meeting up over the years, laughing at him? Mocking him? Looking down on him for thinking he could belong with them.

Well, it didn’t matter now.

A low rumble echoed throughout the cell, Kuzan chuckled (or at least he tried to. It sounded like something was crawling up his throat and dying with each jump of his shoulders.)

“I almost forgot. Eat up! You’ll be no use to anyone if you die of hunger here.”

He thrust the sandwich and can of juice on the table.

“I'm not the only one who’s hungry here.”

He quirked a brow and leaned back against the wall.

(She sounds the same too. Warm and stern but fair, always fair.)

“I know you have that whole ‘warrior pride’ thing going on but I can feel your stomach from here.”

Then a second grumble came out, though admittedly it sounded more like a cat being strangled than anything a person could make.

Kuzan felt a dark flush creeping up his face as he began waving his hand back and forth dismissively.

“Alright, you caught me. I’m hungry during dinner time. Yknow I’m so surprised they didn’t hire you as a detective with those master sleuthing skills- what are you doing?”

She had gotten up from the dingy mattress and sat down where that dreaded sandwich was. She gently unwrapped it before carefully splitting it down the middle and leaving half in the tinfoil it came in, sliding it towards the other chair. Towards him.

“I’ll only eat if you join me.”

He scoffed, there was no way she was serious.

They engage in a small staring contest before he makes a show of sitting down and tucking in.

The staring didn’t really stop, even now that he was maybe 5 feet away from her. He could feel it, the way her heart broke more and more every time she glanced.

(She had always seemed overly worried about him, wishing him safety on each and every mission even if it was just a simple retrieval. She told him that the world had its cruel habit of taking without remorse. She didn’t want him to be taken too.)

He wiped the crumbs down his pant leg, nudging the can closer to her and stood up. He feared what would happen if he stayed any longer.

“I’m not letting you go just cause you shared a sandwich. Whatever appeal to me you were going for isn't going to work. I’m not the same little boy that you invited over to your little Sunday dinners.”

She was back to silence.

“I’m not gonna go easy on Garp, Strawhat, hell Dragon's not our target but my hours are much more flexible now, I can certainly carve out some time and give him a little visit. So it’s best for all parties involved if you behave yourself.”

The temperature only continued to drop the more he spoke, ice coating the stone walls. Despite that, her resolve seemed to only harden. She didn’t even shiver.

He turned on his heel, waving behind him as he made strides toward the door.

“Don’t make me have to come back here. This place gives me the heebie-jeebies, yknow?”

“Kuzan..”

He paused, his hand hovering just about the door handle. Looking over his shoulder the former admiral knew this was it. Her next words would no doubt be used to curse him out as well.

“Before you leave there’s something I need you to hear.”

She’d say how she wished she’d never met him, never opened her home or her heart to him.

“That no matter what I will..”

Never forgive him, never let him forget how he hurt her and her family. He deserved it. he knew he deserved it but the ache in his chest refused to ease anyway.

“Love you Kuzan. Even if you don’t recognize yourself I always will. Even if you believe yourself undeserving of love, I will continue to love. Even now, as you walk down a path you don’t recognize and act foolishly, I pray you remember there will always be a home for you.”

The next day, assassins and mercenaries swarmed Kuzan, asking with badly contained bloodlust, how he had tamed the wife of The Fist. She had returned both the breakfast and lunch couriers without incident apparently. He didn’t answer, pushing past them, his eyes burning.

He needs plausible deniability here. If she suddenly just escapes in the night, too many people would suspect him. And he couldn’t leave, he couldn’t go with her. He… he was too scared to.

He would have to be careful. Very, very careful. Blackbeard was not a force to be taken lightly, not now, not ever.

He needed to make a few calls. Do some planning.

The Revs already had bad blood with Blackbeard’s crew. The assault on Baltigo had limited numbers of casualties, yes, but for someone to know that much was disturbing. It made Teach a big problem.

Kuzan’s guess is they’re setting out to collect on the Cross Guild bounty for Garp first, then headed to Sabaody to see if the market would take an aging sky islander. It wasn’t about the money for Teach, this couldn’t be stated enough. No, this was all about notoriety. This was about ruffling feathers, pun not intended. They needed to act fast.

Hurricanes aren’t the biggest surprise on the island where they decided to make port at, so when the tide went out from under them in the reverse storm surge, spoils and cargo were hurriedly being moved ashore to higher ground in the handful of hours they had, most valuable to least. This included prisoners. This included one Monkey D Urpi and Monkey D Garp, who are high profile.

The storm surge came in, tossed the Saber of Xebec around like driftwood. It was a good thing they’d emptied her holds, they all thought.

But then something else was heard in the howling of the wind. Thunder.

Anyone who knows anything about hurricanes is that once within the wall, thunderstorms aren’t all that common. The horizontal wind-shear of the cyclones tear the relatively vertical structure of a thunderstorm apart like blades to a banner. It just… doesn’t happen to this intensity.

Then a cry goes up from the watchmen. Something big- really, really big- just swooped down and grabbed up a handful of prisoners and disappeared back into the violent gray haze of the storm. Not a sound, not a whisper, not a wingbeat. And then it happened again. And again. And again. And again.

With the chaos of the storm and the attack happening all at once, not even Teach could pin down the threat with Observation Haki. There was too much going on, too many questions, too much fear… they had to take shelter and cut their losses.

And when the eye wall broke, and they passed through to the eerie still heart of the storm, there wasn’t anyone left that they’d had chained up. Not pirates, not revs, not civilians, not anyone. All they had left to account for it was the deafening silence, and the maelstrom on all sides like high gray walls. And feathers. Big black feathers the length of a sword and the width of a grown man’s hand, glossy with a green iridescence that Kuzan had only seen present in Dragon’s shaggy hair.

All they could do was take shelter again as the opposite wall of the hurricane came closing in.

[gurbled-gargles]

Consider this a continuation of this

vvv

It had been a while since she had seen the angel. Perhaps he felt bad about what he did, and disappeared. But that couldn’t be the case; no matter where she went, she couldn’t shake the feeling of eyes staring at the back of her head. Maybe she was just paranoid, she was, she had to be, being by herself in a small apartment.

At least she thought she was by herself, before she had opened the door to said room. She was exhausted, waiting in line at a grocery store with low social battery was not helping her mood. Her mood shifted from exasperated to terrified as she heard humming coming from her bedroom. She set the groceries on the floor, and silently crept towards the bedroom.

Her hair was standing on end, she could feel a pit forming in her stomach; she crept too close before realizing that she didn’t grab anything that could be used as a weapon. The humming stopped, and she froze dead her tracks; breath hitched. She didn’t know whether to run or hide so she remained frozen.

“What’re you doing?” A deep voice spoke from behind. She whipped around, eyes wide with fear. The voice came from a man, dark skinned. His pale blue hair covering his eyes. A navy blue leather jacket and blue jeans, his hands in his pockets. He was hunched over, staring at her, so tall he barely didn’t touch the ceiling.

“Get out,” she spoke slowly. “Before I call the cops.” She tried to sound stern and threatening, but the man just scoffed and stared at her; as if he hadn’t heard her at all.

“Y’dont gotta be all serious, y’know? B’sides, ya’d look real stupid calling’ the cops on yer roommate, girlie.”

“How did you-“

“I can read yknow, I saw yer listin’. If ya wanna know how I got into yer place it’s real simple,”

He leaned in closer, and whispered in her ear, “Ya don’t become a shoulder demon without learning shrink magic.”

A demon. She felt her heart drop, and her head get fuzzy. She stared up at the demon, as he got further away and everything faded to black.

———

TMP

TMP

TMP

“Nice of you ta finally wake up, shortstack!”

The demon’s voice boomed. She yelped as she covered her ears and flinched. Where was she? The last thing she did was black out staring at his face… she looked up.. and up, up, up.

Panic set in at the sight of an impossibly huge man, no, demon, staring down at her; eyes pure yellow with black slit pupils eyeing her form. She stumbled backwards, barely registering his black platform boots being inches from where she stood.

“Where ya goin’, shortstack? I haven’t even introduced myself yet!”

His sudden speaking made her fall on her butt, he either didn’t know how loud he sounded to her, or likely didn’t care. She didn’t have time to think about it, however, as a giant hand came towards her faster than she expected.

He snatched her up easily, his right hand keeping her in his fist while his left hand remained in his pocket.

The rapid change in height did nothing to calm her nerves, everything got farther away before she was hovered uncomfortably close to his face. All she could see was dark skin, those yellow cat-like eyes staring at her, and a playful grin forming on his face.

He was having fun, staring at her form that was shaking like a leaf in his fist. Humans were always so shocked meeting demons, and shrinking them down a notch was always a fun pastime.

“I don’t believe we’ve been acquainted quite yet,” he spoke. It was softer, only because he wasn’t actively yelling. “The name’s Remulus, but you can jus’ call me Rem. I’ll be your shoulder demon, bringer of temptation, from this day forward, shortstack.”

“Precious,” she spoke.

“My name is Precious. Don’t call me shortstack.”

She tried and failed not to waver her voice as she spoke.

Rem snorted, and then chuckled, and then laughed, throwing his hands up, Precious included. She let out a scream she was mentally holding back as she was thrown directly into the air, almost onto the ceiling, and came crashing down onto a soft surface. The wind was knocked out of her, she was shaking as she gripped the palm of Rem’s hand for dear life.

She glared at him, the fear she felt replaced with anger.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!”

“Sorry shortst- ahem- ‘Precious’, but you humans are so funny when you’re so small and try to act tough! As if I already didn’t smell your fear before you came in the room~”

He paused for a second, then brought her closer to his mouth.

“Your fear smells delicious by the way. Makes me wonder what it would taste like.”

Precious felt her blood run cold. He wouldn’t. He wouldn’t do exactly what she had feared would happen since the day she met that angel.

Her world shifted in the blink of an eye. Suddenly staring down a dark abyss of blue flesh and drool, she did the only thing she could do; freeze up and fall face first onto Rem’s tongue. It took her another second to register what was happening, and then immediately begin fighting the fleshy muscle away.

She had also registered that was less light, because he was closing his mouth. She scrambled, trying to run but it was no use. He pinned her to the roof of his palette, licking his lips and sealing her in. She fell back onto the ‘floor’ with a splat. Crying in desperation, she kicked his tongue as it tried to keep licking her

“LET ME OUT YOU BASTARD!! I’ll FUCKING — MMPH!!”

Her shouts muffled as he pinned her to the roof of mouth again.

She once again landed on his tongue, and she was suddenly lurched backwards. He’s swallowing, he’s actually going to eat me. Desperately trying to grip any surface, but it was no use.

*glp*

Her mind felt fuzzy again, was she in another free fall? Maybe this wouldn’t be that bad, maybe should would wake up in a grassy field again. She tried to reassure herself as everything faded to black again..

——-

Rain.

Everything smelled like rain. The sound of rain pattering against a window woke her up. She was soaked. It was pouring. She stumbled to her feet. She saw a small building in the distance, and didn’t hesitate to sprint towards it.

Getting closer, the building was more like a tiny cabin in the middle of the woods. She didn’t have time to think about the faint smell of rotting wood or hint glimpse of cobweb.

It was cold, but being in any shelter was better than being out in the storm.

This is his stomach, she thought.

I didn’t know that they could create buildings.

“Of course I can create buildings! It’s my body after all!”

She jumped.

“How.. how can you-?”

“Ha! Humans are so easily impressed! It’s a lot easier to hear you through telekinesis, shortstack. And before ya ask no, I’m not lettin’ ya out. I gotta confirm somethin’ first..”

She sighed. Maybe I can wait out the rain.

[moltengoldveins]

Um. So. I’d just like to say that like. The power of autism to defeat the ambient Nastiness of a childhood environment in a small kid? Unparalleled. I grew up in a suuuuuper conservative environment, lotta ‘oh we don’t go downtown that’s where the Crimes (black ppl) are.” but yknow what happened? I was given the same lip-service self-absolving nonsense of “oh of COURSE race means nothing, we don’t see color!” “Oh, of COURSE women are equal to men!” shpiel, and I INTERNALIZED THAT CRAP. I went “oh. Ok!” And absolutely nothing could make me think otherwise. I was too dense to notice when people were ‘giving lip service’ to something so I just assumed everyone meant it and everyone followed the rules like i did. I then proceeded to write a comic about a disabled female ace Indian war vet with ptsd, an ambiguously gendered ace plant guy (who’s just blatantly black. Like homeboy may be green but he has MELANIN. He has dreads. I wasn’t being subtle there) with a rough relationship with his family because they were (a thinly veiled metaphor for Evangelical culture) ultra-religious, a disabled mid-twenties man who was recovering from being sexually trafficked as a child and working through his own faith, and an East-Asian girl with anxiety and anger issues fresh off the American foster system. I was twelve-fourteen (memory is wobbly) when I unironically went “hm. I think the lack of representation and understanding when it comes to men also being victims of assault is a serious problem, one that could be addressed by allowing more narratives where victims of this system include men.” And then Wrote It??? When I was Twelve? ??? I put them in caves underground and made them magic, so nobody looked sideways but my parents, and it took them like four years to notice. They noticed me drawing disabled buff women and were like “hey I know we taught you everyone is beautiful and scars don’t make you less pretty but Not Like That kiddo-“ but it was too late. I had internalized it as a Rule. And as we all know, autistic kids’ Rules are immutable facts of reality. Nothing can be done to stop them. I went back a year or two ago to look at that old comic and it Slaps. I’m rewriting it now.

(Side note someone should ask me about the conversation I had in high school about how Odysseus was actually totally at fault for staying so long on calypso’s island because it’s ‘impossible for men to be assaulted’ I think recounting that conversation would make me Feel Something. The something would be fury but like. It’s better than nothing.)

[planetamarte]

probably too soon to be thinking about this but i hope shadow gens is like. sega's way of establishing shadow's past for newer fans and the modern era so they can focus on his Present in future media. they've been focusing on his Past since 2001, there's only so much more they can milk out of it. i know what is essentially a mascot character for a big franchise can't get much more character development than what he already got in his first few years, but considering its been 18 real years since he "moved on" in shadow 05, i wanna see more of what the present looks like for him. like alright, our guy went thru his arc of overcoming trauma and coming to terms with his past, so what does his life look like currently? what's he up to, regarding both his mission to protect the planet and outside of that? i can only hope shadow gens will show us some of this kinda stuff, if not in the future.

(the twitter takeovers give us a taste of his day-to-day life with his little comments about the soup kitchen and local convenience stores and the fact that he raises a dark chao - murder of sonic was really good with this too, with the concert tickets bit and his like of chocolate - but i wanna see more of it in a serious and unambiguously canon context yknow?)

sonic team also has a REALLY good chance here to tell a story with shadow about recovery being nonlinear, whether it be in shadow gens or something else in the future. i doubt shadow hasn't relapsed and fallen into slumps where his mental health feels like his worst all over again. i wanna see what it looks like for him to get into slumps like that and come out of them. if they really wanted to they could use this to course-correct his character inconsistencies; tell a story about how ptsd episodes can cause someone to isolate themselves and seem like a completely different person. how the smallest seeming things can trigger someone into episodes like that. my amount of faith in sonic team to actually do something like this is a swinging pendulum, maybe i want a bit too much from canon. those are other topics entirely but it doesn't hurt to hope n i'll sit here n think about this stuff anyway <3

i want shadow to be more than just his Past, essentially. i want his character to be more than just fulfilling maria's wish; him coming to terms with being his own independent person means nothing if he's holding onto her ghost forever, like he's haunting her instead of her doing it to him. regarding the idea of a narrative about nonlinear ptsd recovery, something that goes hand in hand with that is what healing actually looks like. i think a wonderful example of that combined with something from his day-to-day life is the december 2023 sonic channel art of him:

purely headcanon here but i like the idea that this piece isn't him just thinking of maria, but that it's the first time he thinks of her in a while and it doesn't sting like it would've before. maria and shadow's past will always be important to him, it isn't to say i want it all to be disregarded completely. i just want it to be regarded more in a way like this, yknow? maybe he'll fall into an episode that fucks him up every once in a while, but with time they become less frequent and eventually he can think of the past with more acceptance while focusing on the present.

[protectorcraft]

so a few days back i went to the doctors, right? nothing serious, i just needed to switch due to some circumstances. which also means i got a full sheet of all my medical stuff at the end. yknow, problems i have and problems i have the potential to develop.

anyways. for some reason. "BIO FATHER IS NOT INVOLVED" was included on here. which is not incorrect. but now i have some questions.

[intertexts]

GOODMORNING ITS TRIVA TIIIIME

EPISODE 29 TRIVIA:

- they actually rerecorded this episode. bizly wanted dakotas lesson to be strategy so ORIGINALLY they were fucking. playing chess. for two hours. according to charlie "they had chess dot com open. I don't know where condi was but I was physically prone on the other side of my room like hiding behind something" SO THEY HATED IT. AND THEN RERECORDED IT AND ENDED UP WITH THIS.

- DAKOTA IS OFFICIALLY 18. HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY. really funny that this happens in the hyperbolic time chamber where time in the real world doesn't actually move.

- THERES ART FOR THE BOULDER THING !!!! ITS AWESOME I LOVE THEM

- grizzly: "in the beginning were you guys told to tell me that you were quitting the Prime defenders?"

condi: "no, not at all. that just came out naturally I think"

charlie: "I was so sad to see how heartbroken dakota got at that"

EXPLANATIONS:

condi: "I mean vyncent doesn't really... get it. a lot of hardship has come from being the prime defenders I don't think he sees it as worth all that. dont worry i dont think this is a permanent state of mind for vyncent, hes a malleable little boy, but its where hes at right now. itll change with time but right now hes a little jaded"

charlie: "williams whole plan was, now that he's basically wisp-free and given a new lease on life (< side note. phrase that causes me harm specifically) his plan was to find a way to return this smoke soul and help save ashe and then after that.. who knows"

- dakota ended that scene with "I never wanted to do it alone" and that's what gave him the idea to have them help him with the boulder. he didn't want to do it alone

- the only reason william is still here at all is because of dakota and vyncent. if they weren't here he would've been gone ages ago

- YIPPEE. YOU GET TO SEE JASON ORIGAMI FINALLY. 3/3 OF THE PRIME FORCE COLLECTED. HI JASON <3

- THEY KEEP QUOTING ANGEL WITH A SHOTGUN IN REFERRNCE TO WILLIAM. DO THEY WANT ME DEAD.

- chaos beano :]

- cue anime talk for like 10 minutes. prime defenders the weeb podcast ever <3

- OK AWESOME. BIZLY TALKING ABOUT THE CHAOS DEMON: "the way it kinda works is like... the chaos demon lost all sense of personality. yknow it was a soul at one point, but the longer you're in a place like where he was, you just lose what makes you you. imagine you're in a place where people are screaming all the time and you don't even know if the screams are coming out of your own mouth and it's just eternal nothing and everything (< horrifying!). and then when he latched onto you, dakota, it became like feeding off of your negative emotions"

- "What is dakotas worst fear personified? Who is dakota afraid of the most?"

grizzly DOES NOT ANSWER THIS >:| however he does say "it was a really good choice to show him the fall right away. had he not turned into le frog I think I would've played dakota a lot more serious. but because it went from the fall to doug to le frog *then* to ashe, I think it just pissed him off more than it scared him"

- "people try to scare us by looking like ashe a lot"

"okay, no, its only been TWO people and one of them IS ASHE."

- charlie: "yeah I was nervous about that encounter considering I looked at my sheet and all I have is a chainsaw and a shotgun in the middle of an active volcano"

- charlie slime has put together a william playlist it's it's my life mission to find it now. I found the ashe playlist I can do this. I need to judge his music taste.

- theyre talking about jason dying in one of the big darkstar battles and everything and grizzly goes "wow it's crazy how dakota was there and saw all of that"

HELP THAT'S SO FUNNY. frankly i would love to see the two hour chess hell session that's so funny to me oh my god. ALSO DAKOTA 18 WHOOOO he can get shot now!!! great!!

literally took so much psychic damage over the quitting the prime defenders talk. head in hands. im so ill over them... oh boy can't wait to see william stay wisp free and enjoy his new lease on life and be a normal uneventful teenager again !! im sure thats what the next few episodes are about!! ^__^;;

but mac he's literally an angel with a shotgun fighting til the wars done!! he wants to live not just survive!!!

prime defenders weeb podcast of all time... were they talking about one piece. thats my guess. one piece & dragon ball. also the more they talk about chaos demons the worse it is!!! fucked up!!! especially with the new knowledge from the oneshot etc! can't wait for someone to get tossed in there!!

all he has is a chainsaw and a shotgun in the middle of an active volcano.... i love u william wisp. god. also PLAYLIST... good luck finding it....